System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

"General..."

"Youwei..."

"We are all family, don't use the knife."

Wang Fang on the side sighed and quickly tried to persuade him.

"Everyone knows that once the army stops, the soldiers will never be willing to move forward again."

"Don't think I'm easy to fool. I've been on the battlefield before."

Zhang Xiu stood on his horse with his spear in hand, confronting them with a cold face.

Although he joined the Western Liang Army relatively late, Zhang Xiu also participated in the punitive war against the princes of Guandong following Zhang Ji.

Therefore, he was even more disdainful of the other party's proposal.

"The soldiers can no longer walk. If you have the guts, carry them."

Yang Ding thrust his broadsword into the ground and shouted loudly.

Perhaps in order to cooperate with Yang Ding, some soldiers even sat directly on the ground and began to sigh and complain.

After seeing this scene, Zhang Xiu finally understood why Dong Yu wanted to purge the Western Liang Army.

For this bunch of useless people, it's a waste of food if they are still alive.

"So, are you going to disobey military orders?"

Zhang Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a cold voice.

"No, absolutely not."

"General, it's only a dozen miles longer."

Wang Fang quickly spoke up and then whispered to Yang Ding who was standing beside him.

"Humph."

"Continue to go."

Yang Ding snorted coldly and raised his sword.

When the soldiers heard that they had to continue on their journey, although they were full of complaints, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and persevere.

The general is the power of the soldiers, and the soldiers are the courage of the general.

At this moment, this sentence is fully reflected.

Yang Ding was scared. No matter how brave these soldiers were, they would not dare to rashly disobey military orders.

"Pooh."

"Le Se."

Zhang Xiu spat, then rode his horse to rush towards the front army.

This musical phrase was taught to him by Dong Yu.

The purpose, of course, is to scold those who are inconvenient to scold openly.

"Did he just scold me?"

"This little bastard!"

Veins popped out on Yang Ding's forehead as he watched Zhang Xiu disappear into the distance, becoming furious.

"No, no General, he said Le Se, Le Se... is the color of happiness."

Wang Fang was almost crying. He was just a middle-level general and couldn't afford to offend anyone.

With a simple march, Dong Yu tore off the fig leaf of the Xiliang Army.

Fortunately, the group of people Zhang Xiu mentioned were just complaining verbally and did not dare to cause any trouble.

However, this also reminded Dong Yu that he had to get rid of this group of useless hindrances as soon as possible.

"Brother, the frontier of Jiecheng is about ten miles away. Zilong and the others will set up camp in front."

Xu Rong pointed to the northeast and gave a reminder.

"Speed ​​up the march and make sure we reach Jiecheng before dark."

Dong Yu nodded slightly.

The seven or eight days of marching had already made him feel quite bored.

The warhorse was shaking so much that the people on it felt like they were about to fall apart.

It was my first time leading an army into battle, and the novelty came and went quickly.

"The march has been arduous, and my eldest brother no longer seems as eager as he was at the beginning."

Xu Rong glanced at Dong Yu and joked with a smile.

"Oh, my butt is about to break into pieces."

"I feel like I've been eating sand for the past few days."

Dong Yu sighed and smiled to himself.

Although it is hard, there is nothing we can do about it.

Others have a choice, but Dong Yu, the person involved, has no choice.

The Dong family has done all sorts of bad things, and not moving down this path is tantamount to death.

As long as others are willing to bow their heads and honestly surrender to the local lords, they still have a way to survive.

Look at those two old devils, Jia Xu and Duan Wei, who lived to be over seventy years old.

"Brother, Zilong has ordered people to set up camp in advance after arriving in Jiecheng. We only need to enter the camp and rest once we arrive in Jiecheng."

Zhang Liao, who had gone to gather information, rode over and shouted to Dong Yu and the others.

"Well, there are diligent people after all."

"Send the message. Someone has already set up camp in advance. We can rest after we arrive at Jiecheng. Let the soldiers hold on for a while."

Dong Yu's order was undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the Xiliang soldiers who had neglected training.

This also allowed a certain amount of release of the resentment that had been pent up along the way.

And this is exactly the effect Dong Yu wants to see.